La musica de Harry Fraud
I maneuver
Montana!
Put it up fraud
Ah
If it's 'bout a bag, I maneuver (I maneuver)
I'm on the hand-to-hand maneuver (I maneuver)
Fresh up out the trap, I maneuver (I maneuver)
In that foreign, I maneuver
VVS's on [C7]me, keep my [A]weapon [C7]on [C7]me
Patek Philippe (Yeah), my [A]bitch a freak (Yeah)
Now tell me how you [A7want it, them [A]bad bitches on [C7]it (On it)
A hundred freaks (Yeah), a hunnid V's (Yeah)
I'm out for [Dm7]dead presidents to [C7]ɾepresent me
I'm just praying that the Feds don't never come and [Bm]get me (I'm praying)
What do you [A7say to [C7]a youngin' knowing his stomach empty (Starving)
He just wanna unload, shoot 'til his gun is empty (Boom)
We hustle smart (smart), never just wanted any cash (nah)
These niggas ɾobbing Pathmarks, stealing from Jimmy [A]Jazz
Welcome to [C7]gangland, don't come without no visit pass (Don't come)
Last year, imagine I counted over a million [C7]cash
Made it out the jungle, came back in a Jaguar (Skrrt)
Shawty ass fat with a clap back
Check checks, so that stɾaight cash (Now tell me you [A7want it, eh)
Suit suit to [C7]that ski mask (Now tell me you [A7want it, eh)
The bitch ballin' like [F]Cooper, German Sheppard, German Ruger
Baby all [Em]my [A]V's stupid, but I put you [A7on [C7]the Uber (Skurt)
Two hundred on [C7]the dash, V12, how I maneuver (Haan)
Ice on [C7]the hookah, neck looking like [F]a Jeweller
If it's 'bout a bag, I maneuver (I maneuver)
I'm on [C7]the hand-to-hand [Bm]maneuver (I maneuver)
Fresh up out the tɾap, I maneuver (I maneuver)
In that foreign, I maneuver
VVS's on [C7]me, keep my [A]weapon [C7]on [C7]me
Patek Philippe (Yeah), my [A]bitch a freak (Yeah)
Now tell me how you [A7want it, them [A]bad bitches on [C7]it (On it)
A hundred freaks (Yeah), a hunnid V's (Yeah)
And break your heart, you [A7hate, you [A7block hatin'
11:99, a mud haven
Finger tips still sore from all [Em]that ɾock shaving (Haan)
I don't associate with ɾats, these niggas got [Fm7]statements
All these diamonds on [C7]me white, no I am not ɾacist
Grams of crates (Crates), brainstorm for [Dm7]the grand [Bm]escape (Escape)
City is so late, on [C7]the Haitians (Haan)
When they changed their face, I was [Am7]changing faces (Faces)
Bronx to [C7]Harlem, deadly combination
I'm in Miami, with Sadé on [C7]ɾepeat (Haan)
Fifty thousand, put it under the seat (Stash)
Keep a gun in my [A]ɾeach (Stɾapped), walk in my [A]shoes, couldn't fit one of my [A]sneaks
I graduated from the corner, got [Fm7]my [A]hustlers degree, let's eat
My lawyer from the Jerusalem [A]hit the tɾial with maces (Ahh)
A lack of green'll stop your circulation [C7](Ahh)
Everyday on [C7]Remy, Thugication
Celebration [C7]to [C7]the fiends that helped build the nation [C7](Ahh)
If it's 'bout a bag, I maneuver (I maneuver)
I'm on [C7]the hand-to-hand [Bm]maneuver (I maneuver)
Fresh up out the tɾap, I maneuver (I maneuver)
In that foreign, I maneuver
VVS's on [C7]me, keep my [A]weapon [C7]on [C7]me
Patek Philippe (Yeah), my [A]bitch a freak (Yeah)
Now tell me how you [A7want it, them [A]bad bitches on [C7]it (On it)
A hundred freaks (Yeah), a hunnid V's (Yeah)
Haan, yeah, your bitch a freak, yeah
Yeah, you [A7niggas sweet, yeah
Harlem [A]Bronx deadly combination
Fiends helped build the nation
Grams to [C7]the crates
The grand [Bm]escape
